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DisintegrationSectioned little sheets of paper, in our heads we think we createExploding visions, Ultra-future, for 7 hours maybe 8 Borrowed, Time, slow disintegration of my mind Feeling slow, fast, big and small, seems like i can feel them all Now reality subsides, imagination fill my eyes Pleasure, Pain, slow disintegration my brain Solo: Chris One too many thoughtless journeys now i'm on my mindless way Questioned my existence once too many, insanity is here to stay Solo: Chris Mindless games that we are playing makes us question who we are Listen close hear what i'm saying, things have gone a bit too far Control unlimited, instant power Don't see no reason why i should .....STOP Solo: Chris |